Again a common dull sunday.. Urghhh

Damm, certain parts today turned out quite sour as for there were a little bit of hassles which came about between me and my mother actually, it is very general to frequently clash with mum and misunderstand each other on the basis of anything, but in terms of affection with my mum, this display that parental love has no barriers. Got up like 11:00 in the morning, I’ve already expected it and presumed virtually that this ain’t a good day. As for now the results has finally demonstrated it’s effects. She got me ‘’chee cheong fun’’, I recounted to myself again, ‘’arghh.. this dull common old-school Chinese breakfeast again from the market!’’ no alternatives huh? Oh well, I’ve been a usual consumer for old school Chinese food ever since like.... circa, birth? Although I know that I use to hate smoochy porridge when I was small, never fancied slimy meals. Otherwise I should gratify this moment as I do not have to consume bloody packed breads again. Ooh! Should I be saying like ‘’thank god’’ or ‘’ah, here it comes again’’ ? well, after that I was in a minor dilemma over where shall we go today, So at last we came down with a similar choice and decreed to proceed to 1 Utama. Suddenly bad apples started to indicate very unpleasant symptoms. The digital displayer quotes that all parking bays were full!!! OMG!! God damm f***ing we were?? According to an aunt of mines, we should arrive to the location straight before 10. Nevermind, that is sometimes how things should be designated. Lunch was bloody down the hill because we were so darn indecisive when it comes into food occasionally (like today). Dinner wasn’t as splendid as I thought as it came down with fried oysters. And hey! I am reading a very interesting novel entitled the ‘’THE PESTHOUSE’’ written by Jim Crace. I just purchased this book from Carrefour for RM5.00. The price was absolutely dirt’ cheap man (duhh! It’s obtained from a warehouse sale man! where else on earth can we attain such wonderful books at a beautiful price ?) This is my recommendation to book-worms who wanna find something in the genre of thriller, something rather semi-factual based on the plot, somebody imaginative who knows how to seize the attention of readers and not being too fable on the other side of it too, then this book will be a pleasure to your eyes.. P.S, I hate stories about boys & girls into romance and teenagey writings filled with full of nonsensical fiction and hence writings with no flair in reality. Etc, I don’t fancy paperjack junks like etc, Meg Cabot , (darn! Don’t I hate female writers) Jodi Picoult (oooh… literally no flair) These….. These!!! Noooo!!!! They’re agony for the eyes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 1 word concludes it all. (MY EYES HURT READING ‘EM PAPERJACKS!!!)